Julie and I went to Winnemac Park this afternoon. After strolling through the prairie path and buying ice cream from the two obviously stoned high school students at the little cafe, we went and sat under a willow tree to decide what movie to see. I was a little creeped out by the wicker Blair Witch symbol nestled in a low crook of the tree, but nothing bad happened to us other than a brief stalemate over what time to see The Dark Knight.